Quick Trip Home
The interview was one of those rare events that made me feel particularly valued as an artist. Right before I was picked up for all-day talks, I stared out at the clear air of LA (c'mon, as compared to Shanghai) and felt the sway of the palm trees and the desert hues.
I was 'home'!
And I got to see the Jujumeyer take a nap with his scottie Spike...
My cousin Leon and his wife Stephanie came over with their three kids--here are two of them with the Juj, Darcy and Johnny.
That Darcy was so cute--always jumping! Like a Mexican jumping bean or something, except she always had the sweetest smile on her face and she doesn't have a lil bug inside making her jump.
Here are Darcy and Juj with Quentin, a vivacious and cheery chap.
Got to visit with my buddy Moises at the Rosses...here we are last summer, same venue...maybe I was a lil more excited cuz we used to laugh day in and day out for many a season, and now, with the distance of China, the laughfests don't translate via satellite. But we got good grill at La parilla--particularly crisp were the tripitas. Then we went to Steph and Greg's--they've been sending me goodies to China like Inca Corn and the latest tabs, you know the important stuff from home. We got to sit around and shoot the shit like before television was invented. It revived me.
Got to go to the park with Rousseau Tuan. Got to see how sportif the Jujmeister has become. First he was batter up and then he pitched some.
Then I got to see some football skills, both American and soccer-style. It was a gorgeous LA day. I inhaled every minute.
Lucky Patrick had a late call so a big chunk of the morning could be had hanging in the park. Juju loved it!
Rousseau Tuan in good form!
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